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Putting the pendant under his pillow, Han Tianning pulled up his blanket and closed his eyes.

What her mother said was that in marriage, it wasn't just two people's love and lack of love, but a family that was related to each other.

Marriage was the sum of the two families, she finally understood.

Some responsibilities would require the efforts of two people before they could be provoked.

Song Haojun used Han Tianning's towel to dry himself dry. After entering the bedroom, he locked the door behind him – he didn't want anyone rushing into the studio in the middle of the night.

It was better if he stayed at home. Wherever he went, he would be able to take a walk without any problems.

Han Tianning seemed to have fallen asleep as he quietly closed his eyes, breathing evenly.

Song Haojun carefully went to bed, lying down beside her and turning his head to look at her.

Her black hair was like silk, carrying a delicate fragrance. It scattered across the pillow, creating an exceptionally clean and clean little face.

Yes, he liked this kind of cleanliness, with its pungent scent, as if she had never been contaminated.

Song Haojun's hand secretly touched her body under the blanket.

Han Tianning did not move. It seemed as if he was really fast asleep.

They were using the same shampoo and shower gel today, so why did she smell better?

It had been many days since he had lain so close to her, but Song Haojun's heart suddenly began to beat intensely, to the point of even gasping for breath.

Finally, the two of them tightly held each other's arms. Song Haojun seemed to have completed an important step, as he let out a breath lightly.

Before he went to take a bath, Han Tianning spoke with dignity. Although she would forgive him, it was because of his father, so these few days, in front of everyone, and in front of Zhu Qi, she would give him face.

Han Tianning said these words because her body hadn't fully recovered yet. She was always tired. She clearly knew that after holding it in for so long, Song Haojun must be very impudent.

It would be too bad to be knocked out by his passion...

Following that, Song Haojun gently grasped her hand. It was very gentle, as if he was afraid of waking her up, and slowly held it.

Of course, he wasn't willing to stop just like that. Even if his wife was sleeping by his side, she should at least be in his arms.

Oh, the feeling of hugging her, pressing her, rubbing her in the night.

However, there was a trace of coldness on her face that prevented him from doing as he pleased …

Eh, since when did he, Song Haojun, have to be afraid of someone getting up? And a little woman.

Scratching over like a kitten, even though he tried his best to control himself, he still caressed her soft hair in a restless manner.

A gentle kiss in the morning wouldn't quench much of his thirst.

As her lips slowly approached her small, pure white ear, Song Haojun's eyes were filled with a secret joy and a little happiness.

"If you don't want to, then go sleep on the sofa." Han Tianning suddenly spoke up before turning around, his back facing Tang Wulin.

"I just wanted to hug you." Song Haojun pursed his lips, seeing it made him feel terrible about not being able to eat it.

"Because of the continuous recording tomorrow, you will have to sleep here," Han Tianning said as he withdrew his hand. "That's why I had a good rest …"

"Not even a hug?!" Song Haojun turned around and looked at the ceiling. Although he said that, he didn't dare to disturb her again.

Han Tianning didn't even need to sleep. She was still thinking about the matter between the two of them, as well as Song Haojun's family.

Zhu Qi was coming over. Since she was prepared to forgive Song Haojun, she had to be careful when dealing with her mother-in-law.

This mother-in-law was rather hard to please and had a high opinion of her, so she was even more eccentric than Song Haojun.

As Han Tianning thought about this, he suddenly felt that someone in the blanket was doing some sort of rhythmic exercise. The blanket was shaking slightly.

Not...

There were three black lines on his forehead. Han Tianning turned around and looked at Song Haojun, whose face was like a peach blossom and had his eyes closed in enjoyment, with a speechless expression.

You stinking man, on purpose, right?

To masturbate in front of his wife, did he have any shame?

Song Haojun slowly opened his eyes, seeing her turn around and stare at him, he immediately stopped moving.

Han Tianning was speechless. When he saw Wu Zhangkong interrupted him, he turned his head angrily and turned off the headlight, leaving behind only the gentle glow of a small lamp.

As soon as she turned her back to him, Song Haojun's movements started to continue.

"Song Haojun!" Han Tianning suddenly sat up and glared at him. "Can you sleep in peace?"

Song Haojun remained silent, giving her an aggrieved look.

That face, coupled with that invincible look, could make a woman instantly turn into water.

Han Tianning forcefully averted his eyes, saving himself from the look in his eyes.

He must have done it on purpose. This man loved to push himself too far. Just as he said that he needed to investigate, he immediately stepped on his nose and face …

"Stop messing around, hurry up and sleep." Han Tianning's face turned a suspicious shade of red as he tried to speak in a serious tone.

"Inhumane." Song Haojun finally humphed in a low voice.

"What?" Han Tianning frowned. Why was she so cruel?

He had already given in and was forced back time and time again. He even wanted to lose himself. Was that not enough?

"I feel very uncomfortable. If you don't comfort me, I'll do it myself. If I'm not allowed to do this, I'll interrupt midway. If it's not cruelty, then what is?" Song Haojun mumbled to himself in pain, "If you don't act, you will be the one to suffer in the future."

"You …" Han Tianning's cheeks were red as he reached out to turn off the bedside lamp as well. In the dark, he said angrily, "Don't speak such rogue words in the future."

If those fans heard him, would they still be so infatuated with him?

"Where's the tissue?" Han Tianning had just laid down when Song Haojun asked him again in the darkness.

"I've been tormented to death by you!" Go out and sleep! "Go to hell!" Han Tianning was about to explode. He turned on the lights, sat up and lifted his blanket, chasing him out.

Song Haojun didn't resist, letting her pull the blanket away.

"Rascal!" Gritting his teeth in panic, Han Tianning pulled the blanket back up as he stared at a beautiful man's body, about to go crazy.

"Are you shy?" As if he had discovered a new continent, Song Haojun spoke slowly.

"I'm going to sleep on the sofa, okay?" Han Tianning wanted nothing more than to disappear when he said this. This fellow was really thick-skinned. She had only allowed him to sleep on the bed, but in the end, he had said these kinds of provocative words as he masturbated.

Forget it, she was going out to sleep and seek peace.

"I was joking." Reaching out to grab her arm, Song Haojun's tone suddenly turned gentle.

Han Tianning turned his head to look at Li Feiyu's face. There was no trace of mockery on his handsome face, only gentleness … It seemed to be filled with a trace of deep affection.

Song Haojun faintly smiled at her, throwing away the tissue and conveniently grabbing onto Han Tianning's waist, rubbing against it. With a fawning tone, he said, "If you don't like it, then I won't say anymore."

Wow, so gentle, so sexy.

Han Tianning felt that he was about to have a nosebleed and his love for his mother was rampant. He really wanted to stroke Han Tianning's head and say, "It doesn't matter, just do whatever you want …"

She was useless. Every time she got angry, she would be coaxed into not knowing what was going on when he added a few words of innocence or a fawning expression on his face.

Calm down, she couldn't be fooled by this pretty brat again.

He also said that he would have to observe him for a period of time. If he were to be bewitched by his beauty now, it would be a failure.